I will do just about anything to not do what I’m supposed to do. Clean out the ice maker, change my pad, pick the guacamole out from under my nail, watch these videos-
Both of these gems came from my husband.
Video #1. Ken’s comment: “This is what you’re getting for our anniversary.” This is for real. I went to the website. It’s an “As Seen on TV” item. Not saying I ordered anything, just visited.
Isn’t it usually the wife buying this for the husband? I don’t think I fart any more than the average person. C’mon, if the fart average is 12-18 times a day (source: wiki-answers) I’m right on target. Not every day is a 12-18 fart day. Some days are 5-10 days, some are 20-25 days. That’s why it’s called an average. What I may be a bit above average on is the smell factor. I don’t think there is an average range for that. Let’s just pretend the average smell is a 5 on a scale from 1 to 10 with 1 being airy and nearly scentless and 10 being your grandma took a dump five days ago in your toilet, never flushed, shut the door and turned on the heat. I may be about a 7 on this scale, but you’d have to ask Ken and the kids. If this blanket is good enough to block chemical warfare it should be good enough for my #7.
Video #2: Ken’s comment: “This is you at the gym.” I know this one has been circulating around blog world, so if it’s a repeat, sorry. But don’t even pretend you don’t want to watch it more than once.
I see something new every time. Like she’s wearing a thong. I find myself wondering where the gym is. It’s overlooking a city street. NY maybe? Why isn’t anyone around her staring? And why isn’t anyone around her doing shit for a workout?
Today’s workout: 8 x 800 @3:40. Treadmill. No thong. No dancing.
That’s all I got. Happy Friday!
